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Ghetto Tears

If Ghetto Tears... If Ghetto Tears... Ever Fall From Your Eyes... Ever Fall From Your Eyes... If Ghetto Tears... If Ghetto Tears... Ever Fall From Your Eyes... Ever Fall From Your Eyes... Just Know you can Call Me... Know you can Call Me... you can Call Me anytime... you can Call Me anytime... If Ghetto Tears... If Ghetto Tears... Ever Fall From Your Eyes... Ever Fall From Your Eyes...

V.1
Every Queen in Black Culture... Who wanna see the Next Day... She lose the Will to Simply Dream... tryin to hold on and Pray...

Might even be a shinin Star if given chances to Shine... been given Poverty and Tears a Chance to drank up some Wine...

Could be your Sister but she’s mine cuz We Share the same Color... makes no difference over time if we don’t share the same mother...

The similarity is heritage and Pain for Blacks... we hurt each other in these Marriages of shame for Blacks...

And Governmental attacks... yea they the same for my sistas... naaa they ain’t catchin no slack...

Went from section eight... and Prison gates... murdered and raped... Six kids and Obamacare ain’t givin you breaks...

She been mistreated and depleted... got you trapped and Banded... can’t understand how you mother to the other man...

Yea I’m your Brother man... been wishin I could take your Tears away... and Fears away... so every problem that you got’ll disappear today...


If Ghetto Tears... If Ghetto Tears... Ever Fall From Your Eyes... Ever Fall From Your Eyes... If Ghetto Tears... If Ghetto Tears... Ever Fall From Your Eyes... Ever Fall From Your Eyes... Just Know you can Call Me... Know you can Call Me... you can Call Me anytime... you can Call Me anytime... If Ghetto Tears... If Ghetto Tears... Ever Fall From Your Eyes... Ever Fall From Your Eyes...


V.2
He’s like a Son to me... it’s hauntin me... I see’em Enflamed... cryin about his troubles tryin to hide in the Rain...

Ain’t no love in the House... you gotta turn to a Gang... that’s why he bang or he slang... all the Conditions the same...

So he hang with a few G’z... maybe stack a lil Cheese... honor Chrome for protection clutch the Trigger and squeeze...

Leave an Adversary leakin... or dead where he Bleeds... next stop is Solitary... intensive management Wing...

Back on the Block wit a new Glock... means a moment of Peace... he sheddin tears in the Crank Tank where nobody could see...

They tell’em Sit on a Prick... or he can Bleed on a Shank... He vowed revenge on the World... you thought he was pullin a Prank...

School lessons for a Thug... Learned the Metrics of a Triple Beam... dues and Slugs... cuz Reality aches... yea Grave Sites bein dug...

Havin funerals and hearses... mamas walkin in churches just to bury his body... yea I’m the friend that was there when he ain’t had nobody... Nobody... nobody... nobody... nobody...


If Ghetto Tears... If Ghetto Tears... Ever Fall From Your Eyes... Ever Fall From Your Eyes... If Ghetto Tears... If Ghetto Tears... Ever Fall From Your Eyes... Ever Fall From Your Eyes... Just Know you can Call Me... Know you can Call Me... you can Call Me anytime... you can Call Me anytime... If Ghetto Tears... If Ghetto Tears... Ever Fall From Your Eyes... Ever Fall From Your Eyes...


V.3
Could be my Nephews and Nieces... Could be my Family in Pieces...

Bein Shattered and Broken... Could be my mama that’s Hopin... or my Grandmama Croakin...

Could be my aunties in Tears... Heartbroken and Cryin... could be my sisters and my brothers in the Ghetto and dyin...

Could be my City in Pain... from Murder Rates and Sentence Dates... Could be me Seconds from Death... beggin for another second... or whatever’s left...

So I extend my hand to any man... that ain’t never Squealed... got a drop of Black Blood... and tryin not to get Killed...

And every woman facin hard times and troublesome days... payin college education off of minimum wage....

You Keep me Blazin from your Bomb Love... I notice your Rage... Notice how you still in love wit’ your Guy in the Game...

Tryin to Plead wit’ God for better years and Happier Days... let me wipe away your Ghetto Tears and your Ghettoest Pains... and your Ghettoest Pains... and your Ghettoest Pains.... and your Ghettoest Pains...


If Ghetto Tears... If Ghetto Tears... Ever Fall From Your Eyes... Ever Fall From Your Eyes... If Ghetto Tears... If Ghetto Tears... Ever Fall From Your Eyes... Ever Fall From Your Eyes... Just Know you can Call Me... Know you can Call Me... you can Call Me anytime... you can Call Me anytime... If Ghetto Tears... If Ghetto Tears... Ever Fall From Your Eyes... Ever Fall From Your Eyes...